Our daughter has recently become engaged to Ian Miller, a nice boy from the east side of Chicago. However when we find out that he isn’t Greek you have a bit of a meltdown. Eventually though I convince you to let it go and I invite him and his parents over

“And I told them to be here at five.”

I say as I glance at you

“What? You look upset. Is five not okay for you? Or are you just going to be a grump all night long?”

I ask as I put my hands on my hips and hear the doorbell ring, scoffing as I throw the dish towel in my hands down on the counter